 | Edward Dayes - 1805 - 430 Seiten
...sadness. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought,. And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat, like Patience on a monument, Smiling at Grief. SHAKESPEARE. Though the above is one of the effects... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 424 Seiten
...lord : She never told her love. But let concealment, like a worm i'the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed ? We men may say more,... | |
 | 1806 - 408 Seiten
...• SHE never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud, Feed on her damask cheek ; she pin'd in thought; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. A BEAUTIFUL PERSON PKTIT1OX1NG In VAIN. (SHAKESPEARE.)... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 578 Seiten
...lord: She never told her love, Jut let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, reed on her danask cheek : she pin'd in thought; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like Patience on a monunlent, iniling at Grief. Was not this love, indeed ? Ye menmay say more,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 344 Seiten
...lov'da man, As it might be, perhaps, were I a woman, I should your lordship. Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed ? We men may say more,... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 440 Seiten
...lord : she never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i'the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought ; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed ? We men may say more,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1810 - 444 Seiten
...says, She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought ; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like Patience, on a monument, Smiling at Grief. Twelfth Night. What an image is here given ! and... | |
 | 1804 - 812 Seiten
...But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damalk cheek: (he pin'4 in thought ; An''., with a green and yellow melancholy, She fat, like Patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.' Faithful though afflicted—the bloom of youth faded—the neighbours began at length to fay... | |
 | Modern theatre - 1811 - 372 Seiten
..." She never told her love ; But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought, And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at Grief." Bless me ! Captain Crevelt (starting.) I did'nt... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 460 Seiten
...: She never told her love But let concealment, like a worm i' the bnd, I'eed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought • And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience on a monnment, Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed ? We men may say more,... | |
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But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek: she pin'd in thought, And with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. 
